"Bang!"

Under his incomparable killing intent, Yan Yangtian's might, dozens of meters away from Liu Piaoyun, suddenly stopped, and he could no longer move forward!

There was a huge sound, as if two mountains were colliding on the flat ground, the ground shook, and the whole ring trembled!

Liu Piaoyun's eyes sank, and he suddenly took a step forward, and the thunder intent in the purple sword core was suddenly released.

Above his head, thunderclouds were thick, and a trace of invincibility permeated the air!

After countless times of evolution, fusion, and comprehension, his understanding of the artistic conception is about to condense into a potential, and this potential is the peak of the artistic conception.

Now, this little trend has slowly taken shape and gradually become perfect!

This momentum, under the fusion of killing intent and thunder intent, the power in it can be imagined, once it erupts, it will definitely be extremely terrifying.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Liu Piaoyun stepped out in one step, and in an instant, he forced the other party's power back!

The sound of mountains and rivers cracking sounded endlessly, and on the ring, a series of oblique and hideous gaps spread away in an instant.

Before the two of them started fighting, the ring had already begun to fall apart, and it was a mess!

The wind burst and the blood was filled, Liu Piaoyun was expressionless, and said in a cold voice: "I advise you to put away your arrogant posture, in front of me, it is simply vulnerable!"

At this moment, Liu Piaoyun's momentum has already shaken the other party's momentum, and there is no longer that kind of invincible posture!

This cold voice completely aroused Yan Yangtian's anger.

The other party is faintly surpassing him in terms of situation, and when he says this, he has a condescending feeling!

"Hmph, since you are so anxious to die, then I will do what you wish!"

Yan Yangtian snorted coldly, and with a slight move of his right hand, the ancient long sword inserted on the ground immediately rose into the air.

Yan Yangtian flew in the air, grabbed the long sword, and shouted: "Wind remnant clouds!"

The five-foot-long sword body trembled endlessly under the blessing of the sword intent, and Yan Yangtian swung out a sword, like a killing god falling from the sky, and the wind and clouds continued to condense under his feet.

In an instant, a sword rose from the wind and clouds, stepped on the rivers and mountains, shattered the nine heavens, and broke the rivers for thousands of miles!

"The sword momentum, the artistic conception, the sword intent, is perfect, this sword is done in one go, and there is almost nothing missing

Dot!"

"Yes, the speed of the sword is like flowing water, and his perception of the way of the sword has reached the point of perfection!"

"This move is indeed extraordinary, stable, accurate, ruthless, there is a domineering and awe-inspiring momentum in it, it is difficult for ordinary people to take it!"

On the seat, when the onlookers saw this sword, their eyes showed admiration, and they admired from the bottom of their hearts.

"Broken!"

Liu Piaoyun's figure flickered, holding a cold ice sword, and on the sword body, two rays of purple and red light intersected with each other, swinging a sword at an extremely fast speed.

The sword light flickered, the thunder roared, this sword, immediately split the wind and clouds in half, the wind is the wind, the clouds are the clouds, the meaning of the other party's wind and clouds, immediately disappeared!

All this happened in Sumeru, Liu Piaoyun shot cleanly, which made everyone stunned!

"The sword rises from the wind and clouds, and derives thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, this sword directly cuts off the meaning of the wind and clouds!"

"The lore swordsman can actually see through the other party's flaws at a glance, the speed is so fast, no one can match, he is really an invincible swordsman!"

The sword move was broken, and Yan Yangtian swirled backwards in the air, looking at the other party cautiously.

Liu Piaoyun held the sword in one hand, looked at Yan Yangtian calmly, and said coldly: "Even if you make a move, if you make a sword, I will break a sword, and if you make ten swords, I will cut off ten swords!"

"Good guy, this lore swordsman is really crazy enough, and this self-confidence is unmatched!"

"Make a sword and break a sword, this attitude, it seems that Liu Piaoyun wants to provoke Yang Yantian!"

"He does have arrogant capital, it depends on how Yang Yantian responds!"

As soon as Liu Piaoyun's words came out, they immediately set off a storm in the crowd.

Everyone has their own pride, Liu Piaoyun seems to be calm and calm, but the arrogance in the depths of his heart that no one knows is innate!

"Good, good, good!"

Yan Yangtian said three good words in a row, and in each word, there was a murderous aura of Ling Rin, and a little hideous appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of infinite killing intent!

Without further words, Yan Yangtian directly swung out the second sword, the sword body shone with scorching brilliance, and the ring was suddenly covered with swords, which was dazzling.

Yan Yangtian, who was floating in mid-air, shouted angrily.

"I'll see how you break my sword!"

After the words fell, his figure kept flashing, hand

The sword then drew arcs in the air, rushing towards Liu Piaoyun.

There are not too many strange things about this sword, it relies on its own strength, condenses the power of toughness, throws fearless momentum, and forces the opponent to deal with it head-on!

And all kinds of moves, there are flaws, Liu Piaoyun's soul power is extremely strong, and he immediately captured the opponent's sword momentum, and there is a relatively weak place!

Seeing this, his body shook suddenly, flashing without a shadow, dividing into several afterimages, and swinging a sword one by one.

And each of these swords is slashed at the weakest place of the opponent!

It is said that it is weak, but it is relatively speaking, and the strength of that weak point, even if it breaks a small mountain, is easy.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yan Yangtian's sword power was too strong, and every afterimage of Liu Piaoyun couldn't stop it, and it was immediately blasted into pieces.

At this moment, Yan Yangtian suddenly felt that something was wrong, because he found that unconsciously, the power of his sword move was slowly fading!

"Hmph, I've only found out now, it's too late, break it for me!"

Liu Piaoyun snorted lightly, and the purple sword core in his body, which had been completely substantiated, immediately gushed out and transformed into a sharp sword light.

Fused with the eighth-level sword intent, this sword light no longer looked ordinary, and it was touched in that weak place in an instant!

"Boom!!"

When the two soldiers handed over, they suddenly burst out with energy, and a strong wave of qi erupted, and Yan Yangtian's body quickly dodged the wave of qi, dodging in the air again and again, before he completely stabilized his body.

On the other hand, Liu Piaoyun did not move at all, only the thunder intent that continued to burst out around his body, and the sword qi that had already been somewhat substantial, complemented each other, making his delicate face even more bewitching.

Seeing this, Yan Yangtian was very annoyed.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen it for a few years, and now Liu Piaoyun's strength is even more extraordinary!

At the beginning, he was not Liu Piaoyun's opponent, in order to restrain his demons, his father had changed his bloodline, and his own potential was directly tapped.

Now he is not a little stronger than before, but he didn't expect that he still can't surpass this angry Liu Piaoyun!

At this moment, he burned the blood veins in his body one by one, bringing the meaning of wind and clouds to the extreme.

The other party's posture really made him extremely angry, and everything seemed to humiliate him!